November,

November,
whom I awaited patiently.
Where the trees rustle gently
and the air filled with rustic mystery.
Already,
it spells something special.

November,
where my happiness will begin
and my sorrows end.
The stress will take their leave,
the enjoyment annoucing their presence.

November,
the word so closely dear to me.
With whom a birth month I rarely get to share.
Where the wind blows cool,
and Christmas approaches silently.

Which month are you born in?

November, I proudly announces,
And my birth stone is Topaz amber, if you don't yet know.

And here I quote,


Who first comes to this world below
In dreary November's fog and snow,
Should prize the topaz amber hue,
Emblem of friends and lovers true.





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